I still have not figured out why Cadet Bonespurs’ campaign team has chosen to bracket his super-spreader Nazi rallies with two songs you’d think they’d want to steer clear of. Do his goobers not understand the subtext of The Village People’s “YMCA” or John Fogerty’s “Fortunate Son”?
Actually—it’s not even subtext. “It’s fun to stay at the YMCA” against a driving beat? “I ain’t no Senator’s son”? I mean, we’re practically at the sock puppet level.
Well, I’m not giving either of those to you for my Friday earworm today. Instead, we’ll have Fogerty’s “Bad Moon Rising”. Because it certainly feels like that.
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